Betrayed into Hiding

Recently, I was talking with a friend about how being betrayed by someone had caused me to go-into-hiding, without even realizing it. The strange part was it had happened to her, too. Since then, I’ve been wondering how often that happens. I’m sure in wondering, God will reveal it.

In my situation, it was all very strange. Around that same time, different responsibilities had been surfacing, money wasn’t pouring in for gas, invitations were coming in all directions, so all of these things were masking what was really going on deep inside of me: I was hiding. Continue reading

Compelled Beyond Pain

Yesterday, before church, I received a message from a friend, asking how my foot was. The simple question caused tears to pour out because, some days, it feels worse than others, even after three weeks, and yesterday was one of those worse days, and to be totally honest, I’m tired of still having a wound.
 
Of course, one tear over a hurt foot caused a domino effect of emotions from loneliness to struggle and everything in between…hence my poetry yesterday morning. After amazing time with God, I headed to church, which held emotions of its own, but that’s for another post.
 
After I returned home from church, I knew I needed to clean my foot again but, this time, went into the bedroom because I knew it was going to hurt. Sure enough, I was right.

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